During a particularly gusty time of day, I saw that the BlueJay's feathers were whipping all around while they were eating, and I knew I had to get my camera out.
Here he comes from our apple tree to our feeder on our deck:
He was saying, "Awww..you are NOT going to start taking pictures AGAIN, are you?":
"Oh, what the heck. I'll just embrace WHO I am....besides, the BlueJays in SOME other countries wear kilts, don't they?":
"No, I'm not hanging my head in shame. I'm tired of posing for you. I am HUNGRY!":
"Good Grief! I didn' t think it was SO WINDY that the corn would be blowing away too!: